Watery roads, slip 'n slide cars, and Pizza Hut.

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Apr 2 2005, 6:59 pm
Yesterday I got a job as a cook for Pizza Hut. I wasn't thrilled about it at all (my sister guilted me into doing it) but I didn't have much else for options.

At roughly 1:45 PM, my sister calls for me to get ready so we can go to the store and pick up a pair of pants that comply with the dress code, and then go straight to work. I moan, groan, and 10 minutes later I actually start to get dressed to go because hey, I have a hard time looking forward to a job which has a shift of 3 PM to 1 AM for a crummy wage I'm not even seriously keeping (it's going to my mom to help out). So at 2:10 or so, I come downstairs. I get my shoes on and a coat because it hasn't stopped raining since yesterday.

I hate the rain.

My sister and I get into her car. She was angry about my dad starting to charge her rent ever since he "disowned" her the previous day, but she doesn't have to worry about that now. The rain is still coming down as if the heavens started to rapidly press the heavenly toilet flush handle while I do nothing but listen to my sister for a while. I wasn't willing to strike up a conversation because in half an hour she was going to be my boss at work. I slouch back in my chair, put my foot up and close my eyes while we're cruising down the road at 45 Mph.

Oh no! NO! NO! NO!

I perk my head up and glance to the side just long enough to see my sister punching the car horn. I look forward as I see a military trailer truck...thing in the middle of the road. The driver was trying to make an illegal U-turn right in the middle of the road, and the corner of the back of the trailer is lined up with me. Because the roads are wet and have rendered my sister's attempts at braking useless, distance is rapidly closing and I only have enough time to think one thing.

Oh (poop).

BAM!

My sister and I snap forward as two large pale rocks that we know of to be our air bags inflate to a size rivaling J-Lo's (butt) to cushion us as we fly forward.


A strange chalky mist is farted from the airbags as our car bounces off of the army vehicle and into someone's yard (A police officer later told us we skidded about 50 feet off the road). All I could say at first was "Thank God we both had our seatbelts on" because when thinking about it, with the position I was in I could've snapped in half.

My sister says "Get out." as she unbuckles and swings her door open to escape. My door is partially jammed, so I had to wedge it open with my legs but I also get out with little more than minor whiplash and a bruised knee (due to my leg being up when we hit). My sister is seriously shaken up at this point when I go around and look at the front of the car.

It was absolutely horrible. The front of the car was almost smashed inward right up to the windshield on my side, but no so much on my sister's side. She didn't take too kindly to my attempt to offer her the licence plate that was now disconnected from the front of the car, and neither was my comment that I was glad I had a sister that always put me before her (it was my side that slammed into the other car). Half an hour later, my sister is able to get my mom on the phone and after a few ambulances arrive, and are dismissed, she's able to get to the scene and pick us up. The police officer, along with 3-4 witnesses all agreed that it was the other driver's fault for trying to make such an absurd turn in the middle of the road (their excuse was they had passed the McDonald's and wanted to turn around to pick some food up).

My mom drives us to the hospital to make sure we're alright. The doctor looks us over, agrees we're fine, and lets us go. The car was absolutely wrecked and will not turn on now, but everyone escaped from the accident unscathed and at least I didn't have to go to Pizza Hut.

And now I'm going to finish this post up with a farewell for tonight, for the pizza delivery guy just showed up.
Apr 2 2005, 9:38 pm
Sarm wrote:
and at least I didn't have to go to Pizza Hut.

Glad you are alright, but, do you think your manager is going to believe this story. =P
Apr 3 2005, 1:14 am
In response to GokuDBZ3128
GokuDBZ3128 wrote:
Glad you are alright, but, do you think your manager is going to believe this story. =P

She'd better believe it; she was driving the car. =P

Sarm wrote:
in half an hour she was going to be my boss at work

<font size=-2>(Well, okay, boss does not necessarily mean manager...)</font>

Sounds like you had a pretty eventful day, Sarm! Good thing your car had airbags... mine doesn't. -_-
Apr 3 2005, 1:53 am
In response to Crispy
Crispy wrote:
Sounds like you had a pretty eventful day, Sarm! Good thing your car had airbags... mine doesn't. -_-

What kind of car do you have?

Also, to Sarm - what kind of car did your sister have?
Apr 3 2005, 1:58 am
In response to Teh Governator
I think she was driving a Ford Explorer, and when my mother arrived on the scene she said the other vehicle was a Hummer (or something like that).

And to answer the question, yeah. My sister is a manager at the Pizza Hut. I was hired before I even left the house so trying to answer all of the questions on the application poorly didn't help (she said I got all red marks on a large section of it).

And now, excuse me while I go take some painkillers. I woke up today feeling like I was hit by a truck. :P
Apr 3 2005, 4:01 am
Sorry to hear about the accident, but I'm glad you made it through all right.

I hope the Pizza Hut gig turns out well for you. Look at it this way: you'll be learning to create something that people actually want, and you can use the knowledge in your own personal life (though I can give you a better pizza sauce recipe than Pizza Hut uses: take tomato sauce and add plenty of garlic powder, Italian seasoning, oregano, and red pepper seeds).

Just remember: no matter how much a customer irritates you, don't be one of those jerks who spits (or worse) in the food. That's just dishonorable.
Apr 3 2005, 4:19 am
In response to Gughunter
We use Ragu sauce for the pizza dough, and then we sprinkle some shredded cheese over the ragu. It typically looks like there isn't enough cheese on it, so apparantly it spreads out a great deal as it goes through the oven.
After looking at it for a while, I'd say you could easily make your own pizza by just pouring some sauce on a slice of bread, cheese it, and nuke it for a few minutes. Not much sauce goes on it at all (we just take a small glop of it and then spread it out relatively thin over the whole pie).
Apr 3 2005, 11:13 am
In response to Sarm
Sarm wrote:
After looking at it for a while, I'd say you could easily make your own pizza by just pouring some sauce on a slice of bread, cheese it, and nuke it for a few minutes.

But, then you've got a hard piece of bread with some sauch & cheese. Nuking italian food like that makes me sick (I'm Italian incase you didn't know).

Not much sauce goes on it at all (we just take a small glop of it and then spread it out relatively thin over the whole pie).

Well, that's how we've always made our pizzas. No one likes to take a large bite into a slice to get a splat of 200 degree sauce on your cheep or lip. It'd be like taking a hack at spaghetti & biting into a large clove of garlic.

And, also - what's with all you northerners always calling it a "pie"? =P

Apr 3 2005, 2:45 pm
In response to Gughunter
Glad your ok Sarm.

And for sauce, just good old bbq sauce is great on a meat lovers pizza.
Apr 3 2005, 2:53 pm
In response to Teh Governator
Teh Governator wrote:
Crispy wrote:
Sounds like you had a pretty eventful day, Sarm! Good thing your car had airbags... mine doesn't. -_-

What kind of car do you have?

An old, crap one. Nissan Pintara or some such. (It's not actually mine, it's my mother's.)

It does come with seatbelts, though. Which is a good thing, because otherwise it would be illegal to drive it. >=D
Apr 3 2005, 5:23 pm
In response to Sarm
Truely poetic. Live long and pizza!

~X
Apr 4 2005, 9:43 am
In response to Teh Governator
Teh Governator wrote:
And, also - what's with all you northerners always calling it a "pie"? =P

That's not a northern thing; it's a pizza thing. They were originally called pizza pies, so they're still often referred to as pies. More often pizza is used as the noun instead, though.

Lummox JR
Apr 4 2005, 3:48 pm
In response to Lummox JR
But pie isn't an Italian word. Sounds like the sort of thing that would have been tacked on when it was introduced to the English speaking world. Pizza by itself probably got blank stares, so it was classed as a new type of pie.
I might just have to research this, or take your word for it, but since when do I do that. =P